Ten Years of Warmth

[General article] The writing style is mostly light and fresh. Sometimes a sense of literature and art is interspersed. It records the heroine's ten years from graduating from high school to working. The heroine has a cheerful and lively personality, a slightly rough nerve but is chivalrous, free and clear, but can also be stubborn and entangled. It records the heroine's growth from first love to last love, from a child who is inexperienced in the world to a handsome and gentle woman, from a naive and motivated model student to a frustrated and understanding that many things cannot be accomplished no matter how hard she works, but becomes more free and tolerant, and records the changes in her understanding of love. Record the best form of love, record equal and respectful love, friendship, and family affection, and record the little happiness that is within our reach. What I hope to write most and best about is love, but not just love (I will slowly cover other areas after entering the university chapter). I hope that when you see it, you can feel the same way, as if you are seeing your own ten years. This is the third year I have come back to revise and continue writing this article, and it remains my favorite. The first 12 chapters were written in 2014 and continued in 2017. If you have anything to say after watching it, please leave me a message. This is my little tree hole^-^. Eason Chan has a song called "Ten Years". When I listened to it ten years ago, I just hummed it to a climax; but when I listen to it ten years later, I feel the same way. What can change in ten years? Ten years ago, you were a boy who only knew how to "sleep with facial paralysis and play basketball." Ten years later, you will be a boy who only knew "facial paralysis, sleep, play basketball, and accompany me." Ten years ago, you were the one who opened the wall of my heart. Ten years later, I will be able to treasure you from now on. Ten years ago, we were friends, and ten years later, we are tightly linked. Ten years ago, you were the first person to hold my hand. Ten years later, when we walked to the alley, we smiled and said hello. I turned my back to you and wanted to cry, but I thought you would not. Ten years can transform me from a lawless child into a girl who knows how to write when she is unable to do what she wants. Ten years can turn the confused and naive me into a handsome and gentle woman. We are all ordinary people, neither luckier nor unluckier than anyone else. Sometimes hard work results in small success, but more often than not, it results in nothing. I also hoped that someone would care about me and have someone to accompany me, but in the end I began to understand that I own myself. I live the same life as most people, and experience the same loneliness. I am neither luckier nor more unlucky than anyone else. And come to the end of ten years. I can still see you. But my tears are not just for you anymore. "Ten Years" talks about the ten years of each of us. The love here is simple and trivial, warm and beautiful; Here I am, simple and naive, never lucky, but growing up chivalrous; The person I am here is the epitome of each of us. And if you're watching I hope you can see your own bitterness and happiness, and see your own tears and smiles in these ten years. I hope you will finally understand the meaning of ten years after reading it. I hope that after reading Ten Years, the weather outside the window will be sunny.